I'm updating! Tonight Beau used a fork (toddler style fork...but still) for the first time. He did pretty good once we showed him how to use it. He had a blast stabbing pieces of roll and eating them.
Beau tries to be just like Jereld. Everything Jereld does in front of Beau is quickly copied and repeated as best as he can. I can't think of a specific example at the moment, but I'm always pointing it out to Jereld.
We attended a reception for a new couple in our ward (the Hunts.) They had a little dance and Beau was the STAR of the night on the dance floor. Give that kid some music and he will show you his moves!
Kendi has been moving/kicking like CRAZY lately. Pregnancy is becoming more and more uncomfortable, but I pretty much knew that was coming. Acid reflux and constipation (TMI?) are my constant companions. Tums, Zantac, Milk of Magnesia, Colace, and Prune Juice are my new best friends. Oh, and the ocassional back scratch I get from Jereld.
Jereld played in a stake softball game. They provided snacks for the spectators (nachos, cotton candy, and snow cones) so Beau and I went and enjoyed the evening as well. Jereld did really great! His shining moment was when he slid into 3rd base.
I can't think of any other updates...and maybe my tired, pregnant body will take some pictures of Beau soon. :)
Friday, June 29, 2012
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Col! Col!
I haven't been keeping up with my promise to blog more with more pictures. Could be because I feel like crap I'm pregnant.
Just a funny little story from today. Beau has a beloved stuffed cottontail rabbit named Colorado. Colorado was once mine. {Side Note: I could hear Beau messing with my window blinds and just had to go raise them so he couldn't touch them anymore...it's becoming a nasty habit of his. That and feeding his toys to the dogs and eating their dog food.} Back to the story!
Beau drags Colorado around the house for a good portion of the day. He sleeps with him at night. When I get him out of his crib, Colorado must come, too! To say the least, Colorado has taken quite the beating [and the snot wiping, and...and...and.] If you saw Colorado earlier today, you might wonder if he should be wearing a tie dyed shirt to go along with his dread locks.
So, when Beau brought him to me this afternoon, I said, "Beau, should we give Colorado a BATH!?!?!?" Beau got SUPER excited and ran out of the room. I followed. Beau had rushed to the bathroom door and was ready as ever to run the water and toss him in. I, however, headed for the washer.
As Beau watched me toss beloved Colorado in the front load washer and slam the door, he panicked. He screamed. I added the soap. He screamed again. I pressed the start button and started walking away. He grabbed my pant leg and tried to drag me back to the washer. I resisted. He ran to peer through the clear plastic door at his little friend. I chuckled and went to tell Jereld. Beau started pounding on the door. I chuckled even harder. Then I heard him yelling, "COL! COL!" He's never once said his name before, but I guess the occasion called for it! When I asked him where Colorado was, he got real sad.
The washer cycle was an hour. The first half hour consisted of Beau dragging me to the washer, screaming, and yelling, "Col!" Luckily, I think he somewhat forgot the mangy little thing after a while. Hopefully, Colorado will emerge a new man...er...rabbit.
Just a funny little story from today. Beau has a beloved stuffed cottontail rabbit named Colorado. Colorado was once mine. {Side Note: I could hear Beau messing with my window blinds and just had to go raise them so he couldn't touch them anymore...it's becoming a nasty habit of his. That and feeding his toys to the dogs and eating their dog food.} Back to the story!
Beau drags Colorado around the house for a good portion of the day. He sleeps with him at night. When I get him out of his crib, Colorado must come, too! To say the least, Colorado has taken quite the beating [and the snot wiping, and...and...and.] If you saw Colorado earlier today, you might wonder if he should be wearing a tie dyed shirt to go along with his dread locks.
So, when Beau brought him to me this afternoon, I said, "Beau, should we give Colorado a BATH!?!?!?" Beau got SUPER excited and ran out of the room. I followed. Beau had rushed to the bathroom door and was ready as ever to run the water and toss him in. I, however, headed for the washer.
As Beau watched me toss beloved Colorado in the front load washer and slam the door, he panicked. He screamed. I added the soap. He screamed again. I pressed the start button and started walking away. He grabbed my pant leg and tried to drag me back to the washer. I resisted. He ran to peer through the clear plastic door at his little friend. I chuckled and went to tell Jereld. Beau started pounding on the door. I chuckled even harder. Then I heard him yelling, "COL! COL!" He's never once said his name before, but I guess the occasion called for it! When I asked him where Colorado was, he got real sad.
The washer cycle was an hour. The first half hour consisted of Beau dragging me to the washer, screaming, and yelling, "Col!" Luckily, I think he somewhat forgot the mangy little thing after a while. Hopefully, Colorado will emerge a new man...er...rabbit.
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